The Slice

In a world without the best movie announcer ever...

SAD! Don LaFontaine was totally the man.

Other than that, I don't have much to report. I hung out with Aurora on Sunday. We had some insightful conversations I'm still mulling over. Perhaps it was the beer? Those topics might show up here later on. I ended up skipping out at 9:00 pm because I wanted to play my game like the dork I am. Surprisingly, that hasn't happened much since I got it due to socializing and such.

Yesterday evening, I hung out with Austin and some of his moped buddies again. It's been a while, but it was fabulous. I don't know where Mary-Liz gets the energy to grow a garden in her backyard as well as make tons of delicious food that she said she would have ended up throwing out anyway if we didn't come to eat it, but man! I'm totally envious!

And now I really should get on the homework I only attempted to do in a half-assed manner this weekend. Either that or take a walk. Maybe both. Hope you all had a good weekend/labour day.

-Went to the Atlantis for sushi with Austin this afternoon. Tasty!
-Have been semi-vegetarian the past few days to support Austin's new diet. Don't know how long I'll last.
-My mom's in town because...
-Siobhan returns tomorrow afternoon.
-School starts on the 25th.
-I have no idea where my first class is and need to figure that out.
-Haven't felt like writing much, so sorry (or you're welcome, depending).
-I'm tired but waiting for it to get a little later or else I'll wake up in the middle of the night.

So, yeah.

EDIT: OH! And 8-minute abs/buns is 80s-tastic but really hard, just in case you wanted to know. Good night.

Today on youtube: Hilarious Infomercial Bloopers!

Related, Slate had this to say: A jerk you'll want to buy rags from.

Also, it's Austin's birthday! He came home safely yesterday! YAY!

Qwantz discusses 'In Medias Res'

I <3 Dinosaur Comics.

So, I'm waiting for the guy putting up gutters on the house to arrive. He was supposed to be here at 11:00. Hmm. Maybe that changed and no one told me?

Austin called to say he loves me. He's currently at a moped rally in Seattle with his buddies. I guess he's been having an alternating good and sucky time with that because he wasn't able to take his moped with him and the loaner, which was running when he got it, is totally broken now. Awesome. He contrasted this by saying all the Seattle kids drink Sparx and other strange soda/alcohol drinks, and he had one that tasted like generic grape soda with 10% alcohol in it. He loves grape soda, by the way.

Ok, I'll stop babbling about Austin now. He won't be back until the eleventh, so I've been kind of really bored. Ahh, gotta find something to do, other than make weird pasta salad out of pasta, peas, cheese cubes, mayo, mustard, too much garlic, pepper, salt, and parsley. (It was way too spicy, guys!) Oh, and play Sims and KOL late into the night after job hunting and exercise and livejournal. Yes, I know. I lead an exciting life.

My cats are being ridiculous. I think it's due to the painters painting the front door and such. I was at Austin's when the painters started this morning, and when my mom called to tell me I needed to move my car because they were painting the garage, she was rather surprised I wasn't home.

Um, sorry? I've been here the rest of the time they've been here, but last night, Austin and I decided to have Godfather's pizza and a power hour with random beer from the Sunny Discount Liquor Store down the street from where he lives. After four slices of Hawaiian pizza and a warm-up beer, the power hour didn't go so well. I think we stopped about half-way through because I felt like I was going to explode.

I'm kind of sad I had to rush home to move my car. That means I missed out on pizza for breakfast. Oh well. It's not like I had to work or something (though things are looking up in that department), so it's fine.

Anyway, I was surprised that both cats were still inside when I got home. I guess they were scared? Once here, Kiki figured out the front door was open and escaped, out to kill lizards and birds and throw up the remains on the carpet later no doubt. So looking forward to that. And Olive is freaking out, meowing loudly, taking swipes at me, and chasing one of her mice I found under the couch again.

Ah, what can you do?

Finished the legwarmers yesterday! Can you believe it? 11,780 stitches in less than a week! I'm a little proud of that. I still need to find the rest of my outfit, though. Hmm...

We have the alcohol for the featured drink: Flaming Blue Lamborghinis. Austin found it online, and we tried it out a few nights ago. It's, uh, interesting? I think it needs some more work. The blue flame was pretty cool, though. We also need to get more beer for beer pong and probably some mixers yet.

Aurora called and is making a layered bean dip, chili dip, and Chex Mix. Cupcakes and brownies and other delights might make their way in as well. I'm hungry just thinking about it.

A lot of my friends have said they're coming, including people I haven't seen in years as well as people who've never been to our house before. It's kind of crazy! Who doesn't love a theme party with great company as well as free alcohol and food, though? OK, it's just the food and alcohol.

Still having some issues, but I can't do anything about them right now. So party planning it is, or something.

party party party

I had a great time last night. My mom came up and barbecued hamburgers and hot dogs and asparagus as well as had chips and dips and corn on the cob and raw veggies around. Then Aurora and Hunter came by and brought delicious potato salad and a lemon flavored cheesecake with a roasted hazelnut crust. (You're getting so fancy on me!) It was all really tasty, though now my fridge is stuffed to the brim with goodies. I hope I don't forget about them this year.

Austin also came. We drank 7&7s and sat on the couch talking about many things with Aurora and Hunter (including how expensive Apple stores really are with their imported materials). And we all watched the fireworks, though I think Reno's set from Rancho was better than Sparks this year. My personal opinion to be sure.

Anyway, I had a really good time. I'm not writing about it as eloquently as I'd like, but so it goes. I hope you had a good Independence day if you're from the states. If not, I hope your Fridays were equally spectacular. Now it's time for me to shower and eat and all that stuff.

EDIT: Thank bog for saved drafts. My computer decided it didn't need to be on right before I was going to post this. Sigh. Can of compressed air, anyone?

I forgot to post about this earlier, but Austin bookmarked it for me so I wouldn't lose it.

Pedal Pushers
(Reno News and Review's article about Austin's moped crew)

I had a big day yesterday. Austin and I went to a radio remote his brother was doing at a music store I'd never heard of near the mall. They were having a drawing for a drum set and a bass or guitar, and Austin couldn't enter because Nate works for the station. I didn't win (and I also found out later that I couldn't have won anyway, boo!), but we went in the store anyway and ended up buying a beginning bass book (complete with cheesy illustrations of 80s children) and clarinet reeds. I got the book because I've been interested in learning bass for years but never really got around to it. The reeds are, well, for the clarinet? In case I never mentioned this, I used to be pretty good at clarinet back in high school and probably should pick it back up. I mean, yeah, the clarinet is pretty dorky and won't get you any dates, but I'd be mad at myself if I lost the ability to play. It was a big part of my life for years, really.

After that, we picked up Austin's clarinet (he also played back in the day) and a bass guitar he's letting me borrow. (I figured I would see if I'm still interested in learning once I get over the initial "I have all the stuff!" phase before I get a bass for myself. I'd hate to buy one and then discover that I hate the damn thing and want to break it in two every time I look at it.) We then cruised over to my place and tried to play clarinet. Austin got a little discouraged. He said it was because he "had lost it," but I think he just needs to get his pads replaced. I had some trouble hitting a few of the notes on his instrument that seemed fine on mine. I don't know.

Austin tried to get me to play bass, but I was too intimidated. I've heard him play bass before because he's been playing that for years, and I felt kind of silly. I know that's ridiculous because we all have to start somewhere, but hmm... I sat looking at the book while Austin chimed in with pointers and comments about the book and stuff I'd be learning later instead. He said of the whole thing, "This will probably just make you want to play clarinet more and me want to play bass more." Augh.

So, I'm nearly always having sushi cravings (probably because I'm yuppie-ish, but you'll never hear me admit it!). I don't like going at dinnertime because All-You-Can-Eat is so expensive. However, I really wanted some yesterday, so we invited Siobhan and Michael to come with us. During the process of getting ready to go, Mike also suggested we go bowling. He and Austin had a bet going about who would pay for beer by the time I got back, so it was settled.

We went and stuffed ourselves with fish at Sushi Boat (so full, but it was worth it) and headed over to the Grand Sierra for bowling. I admit, I hate bowling. It hurts my hands, and I've never gotten the hang of throwing the ball right. I was whiny and not very sportsmanlike about it, but it was pretty fun to hang out with my siblings and Austin somewhere outside the house.

Then, after a rousing round of Rock Band, it was time for bed. That's where I'd still be if Olive in her infinite wisdom hadn't woken me up with her incessant meowing and attempted cat burgling. (Sigh. I guess I had to wake up sometime anyway.) Lots of things going on, though. Hopefully there's more to come.

Anyway, that's enough of my babbling. Hope you and yours all have a happy father's day!

I'm taking notes from my paper journal. Some will be truncated; others will be expanded. Paper springboarding, if you will.

Grandma and Grandpa's fiftieth anniversary party was cute yesterday. They both wore purple, with Grandma in sparkles and Grandpa in an eggplant-colored suit! It was certainly a sight to see.

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There's more, of course. Always. My memory is already fading, though, and it's time to get going. Onward and upward until this is naught but a flicker in the mind. Sigh.